i see a long linemade of lunatic, inebriate saints—chanting orisons with their haloes and white robes—racing to the seascreaming and preaching—exchanging blowsfor the blood of the ******—illuding one anotherfor the salvation they thirst—saying, i am oneto ascend the divine nirvana.

am i now a heathen?for orisons should not pierce the ears—yet i am dead sickthus i pray for and on my own—for the guts to tryending the hellish havoc.

and when i finally screamedsets of vile eyes, fangs and weapons—smiled at me.

this is what happened to my country right now. for this one has a sensitive theme to it, i'll leave it to your own interpretation. written for the first prompt 'Halo' of November Hall of Poetry challenge on LINE app.

You never knew how much I loved you.Sitting on a tree.Minding the stump.I was afraid you might fall!

Burlesque minds make fun of you.Call me an idiot too. I think.But every time I hear the screams,I just can't get over that you'd tell me to delete you!

Since when was a man measured by the viscosity of his morals.To invest online my heart.But the world told me too, I never had a choice. Because the world decides whether I'm fated to invest in your company. But where would it end? Easy, the world cuts off your existence like a hot knife through crying butter. Could a fate ever be so cruel as mans resistance to the reproachful sickening thud of two people never being able to feel deeply about each other again? But the world doesn't tell the moon what to do. She sits there, waiting patiently for someone to come **** her. She's come to understand that life without a heartbeat is not a life worth living. because everyone who came into the world, our moon included gave their heart to someone. The world told her too. So what if its painful? So what if it's pitiful? Everyone does it so it must be correct, truly. Those words. I love you. Just having you by my side keeps me from hating myself a little. I like the pain of being with you. I don't ever want to leave this place, it's lovely. No one ever liked me before I met you. Touch me harder, rub me harder. I will achieve your dreams with you. I don't like to see you sad. My heart has been connected to you since the day we met. I like guys with long hair. I like girls with a nice ***. I'd give up the world for you. Now you know that I like you. Don't ever think you are alone. Even if he doesn't like you, I like you, I love you. When we become ghosts, we can be together forever. You're my hero. Don't ever leave me. You're my purpose for living. We don't have to be rich, we're happy together. It's not that I like you! I just wanted to help you. You're the only one who understands me. My reason for being is you. I've always loved you. You're the only scream I like. Don't ever make me cry, I couldn't stand it if you made me cry. We can stay in heaven together honey. I'll stop whoever makes you sad. Please come back tonight, I miss you. My heart can't take anyone else, just stay with me. We'll be the best of partners! No one could ever touch me like you do. I had a really good time, I mean that. I cherish the world for bringing me you. I will marry you. He could never hold a candle to you. You've ruined me for all other men. I can't be with anyone as long as they're not you. Keep me in your heart forever. We'll get married when we grow up. I will love you, so don't ever say such miserable things, you're running away. Please don't delete me, I love you. I'll be here forever.

But the world just kept on moving. It never stopped to tell the moon those words she wanted to hear.That it was sorry.The responsibility was just too much.

He killed Glenn and Abrahamalmost took the kid's armA kind of, "I don't give a ****"raising the alarm

Maggie still needs a doctoralmost forgotten in this scriptRick no longer the officertaken on a Neegan trip

Dismay and disasterthe theme and the playDefining the mastershowing us, a violent way

The producers and writersholding us in contemptSay "you don't define the fighters"no one on the show, exempt

As Neegan to the ownersand to Rick do we relateHeld to the bitter endno choice, within, the fate

Yup, pure violence for no other reason.The owners of this show are Neegan.I understand art and the subtleties of a storyline.But this was a episode that defined nothing but hopelessness, in a world that can find a plethora of it in reality.

Maybe next year, the fire inside of me will burn out and I'll see that the sky is clear even when I'm not with you. Maybe later, I'll stop screaming out your name whenever I got drunk and maybe then I'll realize that you had always been poisoning my lungs.

Maybe, maybe I will stop letting you in. Maybe I can stop romanticizing the harmful things you did to me, maybe.. Maybe then I'll start feeling better. Maybe then I won't feel like I'm going to die.

I can't do it now though, your name still whispers inside my head and you keep appearing in my dreams. It's okay, maybe someday I'll forget about you.